Some time last week, or perhaps the week before at this point, we ordered from King of Tandoor for dinner. I had the bindi bhajee (spelling?). Okra and tomatoes all stewed and spicy. Well, not that spicy. None of King of Tandoor's food, that I've tried, has had much of a kick to it. I assume that this is because they know they're cooking for a bunch of white girls in an office. I'm sure that if I specified spicy, it would be spicy. But I'm not actually sure I'd want spicy. If you know what I'm saying. I like spices but I also like not feeling like I'm battling fire to eat a tasty thing. Okay. Now I'm going to work.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Indian c/o King of Tandoor and Work
Some time last week, or perhaps the week before at this point, we ordered from King of Tandoor for dinner. I had the bindi bhajee (spelling?). Okra and tomatoes all stewed and spicy. Well, not that spicy. None of King of Tandoor's food, that I've tried, has had much of a kick to it. I assume that this is because they know they're cooking for a bunch of white girls in an office. I'm sure that if I specified spicy, it would be spicy. But I'm not actually sure I'd want spicy. If you know what I'm saying. I like spices but I also like not feeling like I'm battling fire to eat a tasty thing. Okay. Now I'm going to work.
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